In Your Wildest Dreams (Wildcat Hockey, #4)

by Rebecca Jenshak

Hey, #53. Put it in my five-hole!

“Can’t. I just met my future wife and I need to know if she’s single.”

And he’s clearly not the guy for her. If she were mine, I’d never take my eyes off her.

They didn’t list his six pack or panty-melting smile. An obvious oversight.

If she’s a ten, then every other girl I’ve ever called a ten was really a six. I’m going to have to redo my entire scale. Zero to Bridget.

My girl has her head bowed over a book, wearing a pair of cute glasses. Sexy nurse meets sexy librarian. That’s a fantasy mash-up I never saw coming.

There are two different kinds of women: the ones who can perfect winged eyeliner and the rest of us.

“Fucking hell,” he mutters, stopping in front of me. He slowly brings his stare up to my face. “My heart just stopped for a second. I forgot how gorgeous you are. Damn, it’s good to see you.”

“No, really. Are you above average or has it been too long since I’ve seen a penis in real life?”

“Let’s just say we need to make sure you’re ready for me.”

Goddamnmotherfuckershitfuckdammit.

Motherfuckingcockfuckasshole.

“I can’t find my favorite sleep shirt,” I say as I rummage through my bag. “There are no clothes required for this ride,” he says with a cocky smirk.